- The Rectory Umbrella
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- IN FLANDERS
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- The ideal comes
- to row upon the
dark
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- bright hangings
- surrounded by
patrons, assaying:
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- “Less calm, but
more comedy.”
- “Less posed, I
suppose.”
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- They petition
- with a flame of
coins
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- and corner the
famous fear
- pretty in the
magazines, coy.
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- 2
- The nation’s
thrifty
- weavers and dyers
say
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- “this broken
white smear
- signifies
privilege”
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- and the nurse
(like damnation)
- is loose with the
details;
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- dreaming of bees
- in a transparent
hive.
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- 3
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- I think the
tulips are thinking
- of goldfish
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- I think the
tulips are thinking
- of self-severity
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- and the spice
- of significance.
Today. Here:
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- Greeks (we call
them “Greeks”) steal bicycles
- in the city park
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- near the graves
- and the plots of
these accountants and soldiers
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- which (as a
group) loved the beauty queen
- behind the
bullet-proof glass, counting her teeth.
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- I think the
tulips are thinking
- of a fog of
sutures,
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- of goldfish &
the soldiers.
- The Doctor faints. Consider yourself diagnosed.
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